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Chapter 2 : Ground Blade
Dysaed woke with a start in the middle of the night, his senses foggy. The ground shook beneath his feet, while the deafening sound of the deep-sea police's plasma launchers echoed in the distance. The pulse of adrenalin mixed with the residual haze of SleepW, a powerful drug he'd taken the night before to help him fall asleep.
The shot left Dysaed with a heavy feeling of torpor, his movements slowed. His mind struggled to wake up completely, but there was no time to lose. He knew that the effect of the drug would be long-lasting, and he had to make the most of every lucid moment to escape from the Fund Police.
The sound of militia boots echoed through the dark alleys, accompanied by the cries of terror of the trapped fugitives. Dysaed had witnessed their brutality in the past, their boundless cruelty towards those who tried to escape the grip of NeoGenesis. He knew he had to avoid falling into their hands at all costs.
Struggling to collect his thoughts, Dysaed grabbed his Hdisk, an illegal hard drive whose mere possession would result in his immediate execution. He knew that its possession put his life in danger, but he was prepared to do anything to preserve this forbidden knowledge. He also took Lumina with him, snatching her from her life support system in one swift movement.
Despite his wobbly legs, Dysaed rushed through the crowded corridors, picking his way through the chaos. Shots rang out, briefly illuminating the dark corners of the city. The cries of pain and despair seemed to mingle with the jerky beating of her heart, which, combined with the roar of the weapons, formed a hellish soundtrack in her mind.
Dysaed skilfully weaved his way between the bodies lying on the ground, ignoring the scenes of violence unfolding around him. The militiamen, driven by a fanatical zeal, were mercilessly brutalizing the fugitives, venting their rage on those who didn't run fast enough. But Dysaed kept his gaze straight ahead, determined to save his own life.
His heart pounding, he took a series of quick turns, trying to lose his pursuers. The effect of the drug slowed his reflexes, but he tried to stay focused, to trust his instincts. Every nook and cranny, every potential hiding place was hastily examined. He couldn't afford to be captured.
As he ran, Dysaed witnessed horrific scenes. Men-at-arms, whom he had never seen before, mercilessly brutalised the fugitives who fell to their blows. Cries of pain ripped through the air, but Dysaed didn't have the luxury to stop and intervene. He knew that his own survival was at stake, and he had to keep moving.
Suddenly, an explosion sounded nearby, shaking the walls and throwing debris in all directions. Dysaed was caught in the shockwave, staggering under the impact. But he quickly got to his feet, determined to continue his escape.
Finally, after a frantic race through the meandering underworld, Dysaed reached a secret exit, hidden behind a dilapidated panel. He emerged into an unknown area, breathless and aching. But he couldn't afford to stop.
Guided by instinct, Dysaed made his way towards a safe hiding place, keeping a watchful eye on his rear. Every step was a struggle against exhaustion and fear, but he was prepared to do anything to protect Lumina and the forbidden knowledge he held.
In the midst of his frantic flight, Dysaed realised that he had no idea what had caused this descent. From his early childhood to the time he knew of it, the area he was in had been relatively untouched by police operations. It had been years since he had last seen such violence.
Questions raced through Dysaed's mind as he raced through the urban maze. Why had the fund police chosen this precise moment to launch such a large-scale operation? What had changed in the NeoGenesis underworld to justify such a crackdown?
The only certainty left in Dysaed's mind was that he had to save his life and Lumina's, whatever the reasons behind this sudden attack. The answers would come later, once he was safe and had time to put the pieces together.
